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Dj Myke's Message

I was born on June 18, 1956 in Memphis Tennesse. I have created as Dj myke, a dedicated music appreciation site in Myspace. I serve as both contact and liaison for the purpose of merging extraordinarily talented bands / artists / songwriters / promoters with a legion of dedicated, knowlegable music enthusiasts to a site that mutually benifits both factions; that is my persona. In real life, as michael, I am simply a music fan, no different from others.

Straight forward, reliable, answers to everybody and always, loved by his friends and his readers. He carries his Boombox, a treasure trove, that talks, sings, plays the music he loves, he is his mascot and companion and his spiritual pet to his internet wanderings. The Boombox is an old radio. He is a member of the challenges of Blogophilia, The Legacy Writers of Harmony Pub, The Diary of an Angel group in Facebook and he created his own challenge for artists called the Poets round table(you find here only blogs till 2009).

Dj Myke is also the founder of the Poets Round Table which takes place every friday on his own blog, separating the Poets in stanzas, spreading one unique message through the resulting verses as one poem. I created a Halkoem as a tribute, when the day the Diary arrived to his home called The Tennessee Walls. I was introduced to Dj Myke and his brilliant works by Maryann Corrigan and I have read lots of his blogs in the Challenges of Blogophilia and Harmony Pub. We have been friends since early 2008.

Here are his views on Faith, Hope and Love, the three virtues that are also represented by the Diary. The three stars on the flag of his state, the state where he comes from, Tennessee.

...ah, and he calls poems pomes! lol

Below you can find few of the poems, I made into a halkoem featuring his challenge, The Poets Round Table, under the following links:

Michael's Tribute

Dj Myke answered the three questions I have given to him the day he received the Diary, three for each Fate

Clotho~ Clotho or Klotho ('Κλωθώ') — the "spinner" —, some believe if you pull on your thread hard enough you will be able to go back in time of your life. It was Clotho who spun the threads of life with her distaff to bring a being into existence. Pull the thread hard answer these questions three, look into the past for Faith, Hope and Love

Faith ~ I was raised to have faith in myself, that I was responsible for my own thoughts and actions.

Hope ~ I was encouraged to have hope there was a better life for me than my predecessors.

Love ~ I was given unconditional love by my family, and allowed to think for myself.

Lachesis~ Lachesis (also Lakhesis, Λάχεσις, "disposer of lots", λαγχάνω means to obtain by lot, by fate, or by the will of the gods. She was the apportioner, deciding how much time for life was to be allowed for each person or being. She measured the thread of life with her rod. She is also said to choose a person's destiny after a thread was measured. Measure your thread of Life and answers these question Three, measure Faith, Hope and Love in your Life.

Faith ~ I have learned to have faith in my fellow man, as well as myself.

Hope ~ My hope for myself is only as great as my hope for my fellow man.

Love ~ I find I can not love myself unless I have love for others.

Atropos~ Atropos (Άτροπος, "without turn") Atropos was the oldest of the Three Fates, and was known as the "inflexible" or "inevitable." It was Atropos who chose the mechanism of death and ended the life of each mortal by cutting their thread with her "abhorred shears." If the thread of life is about to be cut, state the conscious part of Faith, Hope and Love, in you, to advice and share, the feelings of this Gift you have and share – Life – with us and eventualy you will leave. If finally Life is a gift and these virtues are given by the God through the fates for a reason, for each individual, because individual has a role to play in this endless woven Cloth that holds our existence.

Faith ~ The substance of all things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. (Hebrews 11: Verse 1)

Hope ~ I hope everyone can find the faith to believe with heart, mind and soul in a higher power.

Love ~ I would that all believers come to know a level of love for their fellow man that self is no longer the main focal point. This love is not to be confused with lust, or carnal thoughts of the mind, but rather, love of the heart.

All is quiet, everyone having fallen under night's spell;slumbering amidst the cadence of crickets and the occasional flash of fireflies.Night-song harmonizes with the crackling fire, creating a sensory experience of lost memories of manas I watch his lonely dance around the blazing fire.

Fire paints the wall sienna framing his primal silhouette.His shadow dances against the stone wall, reminding me of ancient cave drawings.I am mesmerized by his form;movements as fluid as the mountain stream.Orange flames lick the night,as night sighs in a passionate glow.I am transported in time;racial memory set free by the magic of firelight.

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